Prelude to epiphany …my path to recovery Remember? Can you see…? I (AM) was there. (Here) Always here. So difficult to scrape the mire from the physical, as you press in to pristine clarity of the spiritual. Easy to allow yourself to get bogged down, held down, tied down, chained captive. It’s no wonder memory…
Month: November 2016
First Love Returns
It’s been too long… since I held you, caressed you and listened as you sang to me. Your body pressed firm against mine. Vibration becomes melody becomes release. You have been my love for a very long time. My best friend, my therapist, the fullness of expression of my deepest depths. I walked away, left…
Stirrings From Inside 